"There is no two masters in the country, and there should be no country in the country!"

Yu Yang gave an answer.

This is not because he is not humane, but because this move is too much of a disaster and he is not afraid of it, but he cannot leave this mess to future generations in the end.

It is true that if he does not take the Linlong Tao, he can suppress himself, but as Wang Muzhi said, what if he is not there?

It’s better not to do it until you finish it!

After being a human being for two lifetimes, Yang Yu naturally understood this truth.

Therefore, even though this is Zhang Xuanba’s former retreat, there are two martial saints, Mu Qingliu and Youlong, in front of him,

The King of Linlong lowered his posture again and was willing to attach himself to the horse's tail, but he still couldn't agree.

"The prince is really so inhumane..."

The King of Linlong felt sad and immediately looked at Mu Qingliu:

"Senior Mu..."

"Mu doesn't understand the battle for the world and doesn't want to bother with his hands."

At this time, Mu Qingliu spoke just now. He untied the long sword around his waist and placed it on the table. It was the most common old sword. Because it was polished for too long, it looked a little thin and transparent.

"Mu, just a martial artist, doesn't have that much face to sell to anyone, but fortunately, there is still such a sword that is neither good nor bad..."

Mu Qingliu raised his hand and poured sake on the blade, rubbing his fingers gently:

"Everyone in the world says that you are the best in the world, so you should have the best in the world..."

Buzz buzz ~

The faint sword sound spread, Yang Yu looked carefully, and as Mu Qingliu's fingers brushed over, the old sword was covered with a layer of white light.

He wiped it once, and the light was one minute, and nine times. With his current eyesight, he could no longer see the sword. There was only the pure light in front of him!

"Good sword!"

Seeing this, Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Senior Mu's sword is much more important than that of the past..."

"It's not as good as Brother Xuanba, the Northwest King, and Mu's talent is just as talented as ever. He has only practiced such a sword technique in his life. Even sword technique is not worthy of praise..."

Mu Qingliu still wiped the blade again and again:

"More than seventy years ago, Mu traveled around the world and met a genius on Pingxi Road. He practiced and realized it himself and created a stunning sword technique!"

"oh?"

Yu Yang was a little curious.

"That young man did not know sword skills and only cultivated sword energy. When he first saw him many years ago, his every move was thirteen feet long and his sword energy was about to show his strength..."

"Twenty years later, he has become more and more serious. The sword energy hides. With one thought, the sword energy bursts out from 84,000 pores all over his body..."

"Guan Qi!"

When Mu Qingliu spoke at this point, Lawrence had already blurted out.

"Then what?"

Yang Yu naturally knew who he was talking about, but he still asked.

"More than ten years ago, when he saw him again, he was no longer obsessed with the sword energy. When he raised his hand, the Qi was spreading across the sky, and the whole world was used by him!"

Mu Qingliu said softly:

"At that time, Mu's heart was shocked and he also realized that he had been confined to the first half of his life. Even though he was called the Sword Saint, he had not yet entered the room..."

when!

While speaking, Mu Qingliu flicked his sword gently:

"Nine years ago, Mu was injured under the will of heavenly sword used by Lu Chen. He might have thought that Mu was seriously injured by his body and mind, but in fact, Mu was lucky enough to take off his shackles and gain the essence of the sword..."

"Tsk, Senior Mu is so crazy. This ordinary sword in your hands is afraid that it will be more fierce than the thousands of forged divine weapons!"

The King of Linlong was still watching, and Yao Long had already stood up. While admiring, he did not forget to hold on to the former, floated and retreated ten feet away.

"Senior Mu's understanding is really good. If it were not for the limit of heaven and earth, it might be possible to go further, and it is unknown."

The depth of Yang Yu's eyes reflected an invisible side of ordinary people.

In front of him, Mu Qingliu was no longer the figure of him, and replaced by a sword light that was so pure that it was.

At this moment, Mu Qingliu's breath disappeared, and the sword was shining with the extreme light.

This is not caused by true qi, nor is it the blessing of true qi.

But the sword, spontaneous light, light, and aura...

"Mu will use this sword to ask you for three tricks today. If you can't take advantage of this, then you will be lucky enough to take advantage of this matter..."

Huh ~

In the cold wind, Yang Yu spoke at the right time:
Chapter completed!